Earlier today today, I went to drop off some videos, and, when I got back, my car door was open, and my radio Gone! So, I began to feel some semblance of panic (its hard to excite me outside of humorous methods) and looked in my glove box, where I normally leave it. Not there. So, I remember seeing a bum with a shopping bag pass by. So, I start my car to go chase him and...My stereo starts. I look back at the panel, and the thing is there again. wtf.
So, methinks that the magic hobo stole my radio, use his hobo-sense to detect my key in the starter, and then magicked the radio back on just as the engine turned. Fucking 1337 hobo, if you ask me.
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